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James. We got ready to go out, and I was giddy. I noticed Olivia was nervous, and I did not know why. I opened the car door for her, and she entered. I sat next to her at the back and pulled her close to me. Taking in her scent, I kissed her neck. "My darling Olivia," I said, and she giggled. "Shouldn't we pick Paul up?" She asked, and I frowned at her. "Why, babe?" I asked, and she smiled. "We can't be seen in public together, James. People will figure it out. It is okay for them to think I am with Paul for now until your father makes the announcement," she said, and I felt knots in my stomach. It shouldn't be this way. My feelings for Olivia were genuine, and I should shout them out to the world. How long will I be able to do this? I pulled her close and kissed the top of her head. "I will make it right, Olivia. I promise, but we won't be going out with Paul. It is okay for people to say I am cheating on Emily. I do not care anymore. My family is in support, and my father wou
James. Chloe pissed me off with that phone call, but I had to keep calm. She had overstepped her boundaries right now, and it was time to reduce her power. She was my sister, but there couldn't be two alphas in Woodclaw Island. She was treating this as an equal partnership. Our brother, Paul, had more power and influence than she did, but he always let me lead, even though he was often the wiser of us two. Chloe had insulted me with the mention of this party. She had crossed all limits. I could understand if she had discussed it with me, but telling me she was inviting me to a party where she would be hosting a foreign alpha was extreme. "What is the matter?" Paul linked me, and I smiled at my brother so I did not spoil the mood for Olivia and her mother. "When would you like to go to Dome, Mrs Stephenson?" I asked Olivia's mother, and she smiled at me. "As soon as the arrangements are ready. It would be great to connect with my people again." She said with excitement, and I smiled
James. Paul and I drove to the office at the base while we tried to calm down. Chloe had overstepped, and I knew it was David's doing. I poured myself a glass of scotch and sat on the couch. Paul was angry. He had never been this pissed before. I needed to cheer him up. "Your dark hair is growing out. Looks a bit brown, but it is growing out. Won't you dye it?" I asked, and he touched his head. "No," he replied. "Planning on cutting it all off and growing out the dark hair," he said, and I laughed. "Then people won't be able to tell us apart," I said, cracking the same joke he made when he came home with blonde hair a year ago. He smiled at me and relaxed a bit. My phone was ringing, and I answered immediately. I did not bother to check the caller's identification. "James," I heard a familiar voice say, and I knew it was my uncle Caleb. "Uncle," I said, looking at Paul, and he widened his eyes. Uncle Caleb rarely called, so this must be serious. "What is this I hear about hosti
Olivia. My mother could not contain her joy after James and Paul left. She kept squealing and squeezing me with hugs. "I always knew you were meant for great things. Being the mistress to the most powerful Alpha in our world is amazing, Olive." She said, and I pulled away. "I am not his mistress. I will be his wife. When his father returns, they will end the engagement to Emily, and we can go public," I said, and her smile dropped. "Please don't get your hopes up, honey. You do not have the education or background to be a luna. Do not request or hope for too much, or your heart will be broken. I love you very much and wish the best for you, but you cannot have your head in the clouds for this one. Even his brother would have just kept you as a mistress until he finds a befitting woman to lead beside him. Women like us remain at the bottom, Olive. Enjoy it while it lasts. Build something, a business and life, so you will not be left empty when he leaves you. His father will return a
James. Paul and I spent the rest of the day in the office planning what to do about Chloe's predicament. If only we could get her to speak about David's abuse, then separating them would be easy, but he seemed to have a hold on her, and I did not know what it was. When Olivia called me, it took a bit for me to adjust my mood, and she sensed it. I just hoped she wouldn't think I was mad at her. I was glad that they were able to catch the pimp. What Kappa Jake told me Oliva requested made me see a bit of my mother in her. Her method was cruel, and I liked it. All she needed was a bit of support to boost her confidence, and even the likes of Emily won't be able to oppress her. I could only see her beautiful red fur wolf when I thought of her. I had never seen anything like it and might never. It was a rare and impossible colour. She was rare. It was time to go home, and Paul and I got up to leave. I wasn't looking forward to tonight. Everything was going to be wrong at dinner: Chloe, un
James. Paul and I went to our wing of the house, and I decided to check on Olivia. She was around. I could smell her in the hallway. "Alpha, Emily tried to wait in your room, but I sent her to a separate room," Uncle Bart told me, and I cringed. I wished I could send Chloe and her entourage to the right wing. It would make my life easier. I knew tonight would be tough. I needed some sanity to get through it. I had to be bold about it. So I went to my room to get the clothes I planned on wearing for dinner, and went to Olivia's room. I took a deep breath and knocked on the door. Just then, Uncle Bart walked past me. "Glad you are kicking that one to the curb. She reminds me of someone I choose not to speak of. Your secret is safe with me," he said, and I was proud. My parents love him and always confided in him. I could see why. Uncle Bart was loyal. I could say the same for Uncle Norman, but I preferred Bart because he served the wing of my house. I smiled at him, and he remained o
James.We were silent for a bit. We couldn't eat the dessert, and I felt sorry for Emma because she did not deserve the dishonour. This was Chloe's fault. I hoped Emma would not hate her for this."This is fucked up," Tristan said, and I looked at my brother. He was the calmest of all of us, but he seemed mad."It is unfair to demote Emma because of Chloe's stupidity. It is Chloe's fault that she can not put her husband in check and allows him to overstep. Why should Emma pay for this? Her husband is a great guy, and they do not cause this family any issues. David should know his place, and I think Paul should take over Eastwood in the meantime," he said, and Chloe screamed."Shut up!" Uncle Caleb told her."I agree that Emma should not be stripped of the Alpha Title. She has done nothing wrong. This is Chloe's mess," I said, agreeing with my brother, "but it is okay; she should continue to take care of Eastwood and Neev as long as she puts her family in check and does not overstep her
Olivia. I understood why James was holding back in the past, but I did not know why now. I decided to give him no choice. I knew he was conflicted, and I wanted him to know I was ready and he would not be hurting me in the process because that was what it seemed like to me. He stopped worshipping my breasts and looked at me with dark eyes. I could only see his black wolf on the night of the full moon walk. "Are you sure about this, Olivia?" he asked me with genuine concern. "I have never been so sure of anything in my life. I am ready," I told him, and he growled. I knew he was holding so much in, and it was time to let our desires loose. He flipped our positions and laid me on my back. He admired my body with his wolf eyes and then looked at my eyes. "This is it for me, Olly. I won't be looking back," he said between growls, and I nodded because words could not express my resolve. He bent to kiss me, and instead of butterflies, I got the whole damn zoo. They fluttered in my bell